tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72773297877490626092017-11-27T16:07:57.189+05:30stillness speaksthis is a space for my random thoughts.Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.comBlogger217125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-35624505314308218192017-06-01T13:05:00.000+05:302017-06-01T13:17:34.968+05:30Randomness - Difference in Opinion
Randomness is back. This time with a lot of words for my dear readers to ruminate upon.
Flavour of news these days in India is what PM Modi did or CM Yogi did. And Flavour of World news these days is what joke of himself will President Trump make of himself today.
ofcourse, the issue of GM mustard, decreasing job opportunities or the pathetic state of our public health infrastructure and Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-83531115536569609892017-04-23T01:46:00.001+05:302017-04-23T21:24:26.111+05:30Metro Musings
You must be wondering, musings in a Metro train?
Well, yes, I do know mountains, retreats, forests or riversides are the usual cliches, when it comes to musing.
But, in our busy city dwelling lives, unsuspecting and unusual places like toilet seats, traffic signals, flights, airports, and of course, Metro trains, have become the unlikely sources of stimulus and thus, rescuers of many a Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-59666536510245117072016-04-27T00:55:00.000+05:302016-04-27T01:55:51.330+05:30Inertia
Inertia,
Yes,
The first law of motion by Newton in classical physics. But, what most people fail to understand is, that it is also the first law of life.
Strange? Yes.
Doubtful? No.
Inertia is referred to, as an inherent state of an object to resist as much as possible, any change in its present state, whether it be rest or motion.
In other words, it is the tendency of any Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-12961365097366835182014-10-02T23:15:00.001+05:302014-10-02T23:21:38.275+05:30Clean India - Begin India
Our Prime Minister kick started the 'Clean India' campaign today. And there are no marks, for knowing, that India is not one of the cleanest places in the world, walking on the roads one can find heaps of garbage, litter here and there, public places and toilets stink. To a lot of people throwing garbage on the roadside, spitting or urinating in public places does not seem like a wrong thing at Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-90903443642955944962014-09-20T22:07:00.001+05:302014-09-20T22:07:43.212+05:30Enough?
I want more, And I am shameless enough to say that.
More from myself, from people around me, from my relationships, from life itself.
I want better, And again, I am shameless enough to say so.
Better from myself, from whatever I am doing, wherever I am.
One wonders, if that leads to a constant state of discontent and struggle, Maybe, but there is another side of the coin, and that is,
Unless, Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-28703069310061496782014-07-21T23:37:00.001+05:302014-09-20T22:08:32.617+05:30I Believe...
When you live with the consequences of your choices.
Reminding you everyday what a lousy choice maker you are.
That,
is when you have no alternative but to learn to laugh at your mistakes
Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-85655237008148587182014-03-18T01:10:00.002+05:302014-03-20T18:17:58.476+05:30Be
I have been missing from this space. This is a fact.
I doubt anyone noticed my absence because I am probably the only one who bothers checking out this space. This is an assumption.
Facts and Assumptions.
Our lives are contained within the premise of these two words.
Paths we choose
Journeys we take
Decisions we make
The stories that our lives become,
Are penned
In the ink of Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-87629577097023379502014-01-15T23:05:00.000+05:302014-01-16T18:45:16.286+05:302014
2014
It scares me, this year to come, I am afraid of the uncertainty, of the fog that lays before me, blinding me, my road is lost and I am wandering groping in dark.
It is scary isn't it? But the one lesson that I have learnt over the last year was, to move, no matter what it takes, no matter where u lay the next step, no mater where the next step takes you, the most important thing is to Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-60302711186923998462013-12-26T23:25:00.003+05:302014-01-15T23:19:57.338+05:30In words - The year that was
As the new year is waiting around the corner, to sneak upon me, with only it knows what, and I prepare to embrace it with all it's uncertainty, I am taking a moment to breathe, to hold on to 2013, before I let go.
Letting go, not an easy thing to do, but when you think of it, it isn't easy to be let off either. Sad isn't it to be forgotten, left behind as life moves on. I believe this is the Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-38899240597090615422013-12-25T00:48:00.002+05:302013-12-25T00:52:16.423+05:30Thank you
Merry Christmas!!
Christmas is a crazy time of the year for me. I love it, it fills my heart with joy and yet it is the time of the year when I find my heart filled with a sadness that I can never explain. My being aches with a silent pain, that only my heart can understand. I wade through despair and yet before the midnight strikes, the joy which is essence of this tradition rescues me.
The Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-14614384215608851932013-11-22T11:36:00.001+05:302013-12-22T17:42:46.609+05:30Travelogue - Experiences
I have been travelling since the last two weeks. Boy! What a time I have been having.
Beijing, San Francisco, Napa, Sonoma, Berkeley, Saint Augustine, Orlando so far and the list will grow over the coming weeks.
I have seen, read, heard, talked, experienced so much in terms of cultures, people, food, life that I am still soaking it all in. I had promised myself a daily record, and even though Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-72223396580005097392013-11-09T02:13:00.000+05:302013-12-22T17:52:29.359+05:30Begin Again - US travelogue
Yet again I find myself sitting at the airport, waiting to begin another journey and wondering in my mind, why am I doing this?
This is the most exasperating part of the whole journey, as far as I am concerned. More exasperating than all the crazy planning, bookings, budgeting, convincing the family, applying for leaves blah blah (the usual list of a frequent traveller's rants). It is Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-44409559638149186622013-09-04T22:55:00.001+05:302014-09-21T13:28:20.078+05:30This and That
As usual a lot of this and a lot of that. This is what happens when u finally get down to writing after having not written for a while, You don't know where to begin, and yet there is so much to tell, because life as we all know is a non stop motion picture.
To begin with, I have been busy, well who is not, but I guess I derive pleasure out of saying so, because it gives me the feeling that I Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-67657685989933495792013-08-10T00:06:00.001+05:302013-08-10T00:13:32.603+05:30The Demons and Me
Those of you who have been reading my posts will remember, how these days I am busy dealing with my demons, in regular words, my fears and insecurities. And by Jove! There are so many of them. Since it would be too difficult talking about all of them in one post, Instead of talking about them, I will talk about all that I have learnt while struggling with those demons.
I am my own worst Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-38403739169026156672013-07-17T00:33:00.001+05:302013-07-17T00:38:05.007+05:30Facing The Demons
As children we were all afraid of the dark, afraid of the monsters that might be lurking behind the veil of darkness. Weren't we?
But Growing up we have all managed to bury that fear of darkness, but did we manage to bury those monsters we were afraid off as well?
I have often wondered what were those monsters really? Were they just a figment of our childish imagination or something just more Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-73227725719019475912013-06-09T23:49:00.001+05:302013-06-17T11:19:35.226+05:30Travelogue - Leh Ladakh 2013 - Part 1
Julley!!! ( pronounced Ju-leyy)
You might be in midst of exploring some of the countless palaces or monasteries or trekking somewhere in the wilderness or enjoying a solitary walk in the lanes of some village, and suddenly you will find yourself being greeted by the musical sound of this traditional ladakhi welcome greeting by a perfect stranger, followed by an irresistible heart warming smile,Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-72201874686917003912013-05-21T00:37:00.000+05:302013-05-21T00:53:51.064+05:30This and That
Not that anyone would have missed my little chit-chat on the blog, but still as a responsible writer it becomes my duty to dwell a bit on my absence, but U are in luck, as there isn't a very long explanation, simply, that I did not have much to say and the writer's block left me paralysed to write about whatever little there was to talk about.
Coming to This and That - since I have been silent Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-77795266392573373702013-04-28T10:50:00.001+05:302013-04-28T10:50:21.692+05:30Sunday
It's Sunday morning, I am done with my morning swim, and now while it lasts and while I can I am sitting and letting the Sunday morning feeling seep in. I am looking around in the closet of my memory, searching for a poem or a song that would echo in words, the feeling that a Sunday morning brings along, I can't seem to find any.
Googled, well google may know the answers to the questions of Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-82254434630526913052013-04-13T22:03:00.001+05:302013-04-13T22:03:18.987+05:30Habits
Swimming has taught me,
That,
Habits, do change.
I have, for all of my life so far,
Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-88631416509839501422013-03-27T00:21:00.002+05:302013-03-27T00:28:23.661+05:3025.3.2013
25.3.2013
Another year has gone by,
Another year has begun,
And as I sit remembering all that has gone
And wishing for all that is yet to come,
I am mulling as much as I am musing :
There is still a lot that I have to learn,
A lot that I have to do and I am yet to begin
Too far to go, and I am just beginning
So little time, it seems, to get so much done
And yet it's only a lifetimeKyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-79983124250199634712013-03-22T01:57:00.003+05:302013-03-22T02:04:46.828+05:30It's my Life
I have a love hate relationship with my existence. Hurtled from one place to another, dumped in a corner, forgotten for the better part of my existence and yet indispensable. I am like the neglected wife of a fairly long marriage, dreaming to be picked up in arms and getting passionately kissed, who instead ends up getting a forgotten peck in rush.
Picked up in a rush, dumped even before I Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-3648633335211840562013-03-17T12:08:00.000+05:302013-03-17T23:21:39.950+05:30Randomness
The underlying theme of this post is Chaos and Cribbing ( now that u have been adequately warned proceed to read at your own risk) because I am going to write anything and everything that will pass through my mind in whatever order the thoughts come while I am writing this post.
Pending - I have a pending assignment which I need to submit for the online coursera course that I am doing these Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-2418099607105604582013-03-10T17:56:00.000+05:302013-03-10T17:56:13.961+05:30I Believe...
Inception of chaos was probably done by universe because it could not stand the monotony of orderly existence, and in the end everything will end up being as it should have been with the interceding chaos being just universe's way of amusing itself.
So let the chaos be,
embrace it,
enjoy it
and
somewhere down the line u
will find your exit out of the maze.
--
Stillness speaks
Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-15012505585076670082013-03-01T23:42:00.002+05:302013-03-03T00:22:15.865+05:30Goa 2013
The travel lust was beginning to settle in again, I was tired, restless and cranky, and so, before It could consume me, I took a break from the twists and turns of everyday life and landed in Goa for a short vacation.
It wasn't the first time I was going to be in Goa, but it was the first time when I had 3 days in Goa to be explored at my own leisure. I had no set itinerary, no list of places Kyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7277329787749062609.post-46871205078330020472013-02-14T01:07:00.002+05:302013-02-14T01:07:34.856+05:30Just another Day
Just another day of my life, started with the end of night duties and began with my precious two days of off. Sometime during the course of the day I just decided to spend it at my own leisure, laid back, enjoying without keeping track of loosing time, without worrying about the countless chores that I should and could fit in the day before it's gone.
I decided to not loose the experience, thatKyrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18070705454594068172noreply@blogger.com4